Monster Factory

Chapter 411: 409: Tearing Off the Disguise

Even hyenas are strong and weak.

At best, the armed forces wandering on the edge of the Anut district are only some of the scattered soldiers who are unable to reach the table.

The forces that are truly qualified to compete for this gem are now surrounded by the capital city of Anut District, the seat of General Mopu's residence.

The four directions of the city are dominated by four powerful forces. Each one of them holds his hand in one direction and forbids anyone from entering or leaving.

General Bablu of Nsuka District, stationed in the south.

There are two roads that connect to the sea, and in the absence of an aircraft to enter, the enemy simply needs to cross the blockade line for more than a hundred kilometres to take the diamonds to the open sea and stare dry at all forces on land.

So General Bablu analyzes that the enemy is most likely to walk at sea if they want to carry diamonds out.

General Bablu's energy was badly damaged by the previous battle over diamond mines.

Now his old opponent, General Mopu, is forced by multiple forces to retreat from the city. While General Bablu felt his eyebrows exhale, he made a darker vow to take the world's rare diamonds from him.

These days, General Bablu sent men to the south to monitor the area thoroughly.

Hundreds of pickups roamed the night with searchlights, and dozens of people lived in the middle of the night alone.

A man in the temporary command room with a tent, tall, shaved head, neck and hands, with a thick gold chain on his thumb, was yelling at the phone.

“No time to hesitate. ”

“As long as we all join forces, that Moop guy will surely die. ”

“How do you divide diamonds? ”

“Of course we sold the dollar, and the four of us split equally.” It wasn't someone else who called, it was General Bablu who ate a lot.

“The longer we delay, the more detrimental it will be to us to defeat Moop, not only to obtain the hundreds of millions of dollars worth of diamonds, but also to…”

“Hello? Hello? ”

The phone was hung up and General Bablu yelled, “It's all a bunch of cowardly hyenas. ”

A man in a camouflage suit, with a scar on his face extending from the corner of his eye to the neck, rushed in from the outside.

“General, General. I have just received word that warriors wandering in the surrounding Bald Eagle tribe were wiped out half an hour ago by a group of mysterious forces. ”

“Those mysterious forces seem to be coming in our direction. ”

“The Bald Eagle Tribe, I remember dozens of warriors, not bad weapons and equipment, was actually wiped out?” General Bablu pulled the big gold chain around his neck: “Must have come for the diamonds, too, what forces are the other party, do you understand? ”

“According to reports, they arrived at the scene of the incident. More than a dozen tanks of the Bald Eagle tribe have all been smashed to pieces, but only one new wheel stamp has left and is heading our way. ”

“A wheel stamp?” General Bablu's insurance almost tore the big gold chain apart: “Didn't that mean they only had one car? ”

“Go, I'm going to see who ate the heart of the lion, dare a car come to my patrol ground by General Bablu. ”

Half an hour later, on the only road in front of the city.

Soldiers from General Bablu, in dozens of pickup trucks, dozens of trucks welded with heavy steel plates, and two long-standing Russian armoured Land Cruisers, perished the road.

General Bablu wore sunglasses, bit a big cigar, revealed half his body from the top weapon stand of the armored SUV, shouted back and forth, and was the king.

AK assault rifle, rocket launcher, high level dual-use machine gun, 63 mm mortar…

The crowds dressed in camouflage military uniforms gathered like clouds, staring firmly at the end of the road, ready to use all kinds of heavy fire to annihilate any enemies who committed it.

This is only half the bottom of General Bablu's house, and the other half, which was completely destroyed in the previous battle for diamond mines.

Suddenly, the crowd became agitated.

At the end of their sight, a rolling smoke of dust slowly approached them.

General Bablu came down, stretched his neck for half a day, then looked forward like a ghost, not even knowing that the cigar that bit in his mouth had fallen off.

What the hell was that thing?

With the red butt of a baboon, among the coldest tribes under his command, you can't bring this stuff into battle, can you?

The Chinese bus that didn't panic and drove in was the worst car he had ever seen in his life. General Bablu even suspected that he was hiding a rhino in the trunk and was running around carrying the hull of this midbus.

Because of this minibus, the windshield has broken into countless pieces, like a TV with no signal, full of snowflakes.

Because it is not a right angle, General Bablu can see more clearly the tragic side of the minivan.

The windshield was completely gone, the skin twisted like shells had been bombarded, countless bullet holes had completely torn apart the body on that side, and even on the way forward, debris had fallen downwards.

This is the car that killed the Bald Eagle Tribe warriors?

These soldiers also saw the hyena sleeping like a lion, this smoky Chinese bus, the object of their battle?

General Bablu waved his hands with some interest and asked his men to put an end to the farce quickly.

A rocket flew straight towards the shuttle, and the next second, the shuttle took off in an S-position, dodging the rocket in style.

General Bablu's stunned eyeballs almost wore sunglasses overhead.

“Go, smash that wreck into pieces. ”

Two steel-welded trucks rushed forward, one left and one right, intending to crash the broken truck into sandwich biscuits.

The plan was easily realized, with two armed trucks deliberately circling around the back of the wrecked truck and then accelerating their approach.

The engine was rumbling and two armed trucks rumbled against the wrecked truck. They smiled brutally and hit the steering wheel.

“Phew ~”

“Pfft.”

Each impact will cause a clear spark to erupt. In a sustained heavy impact, the wrecked Chinese bus fell like a broken biscuit.

Strange things happened, and the two armed trucks kept crashing and colliding without any deviation from the minibus.

Another impact, the minibus had long since completely fallen off the side housing of the 100-well sores.

When the armed truck was going to hit again, the minibus crashed on its own initiative.

“Boom.”

The armed truck seemed to be a hyena kicked off the ground by an elephant, and the entire body fell over the side of the road.

The armed truck on the other side, also proactively pulled over by the Chinese bus, rolled over and flew out, while the ruined housing of the truck was completely shattered by a heavy impact.